Oh Arunika
Chapter 29

A week after the incident Juna went after Nadia without leaving a word or calming his mother first, since then also the face of Bu Ranti increasingly look more moody.

The woman who only had one child spent more time in the room, staring at the yard as if waiting for the arrival of Juna.

His phone screen was always on, but his dear son never called or texted him. Miss Ranti's sadness is increasing with that.

“Bu, it's time for lunch.” A girl's voice breaks her daydream.

Ms. Ranti who was originally staring at the nelangsa on her home court is now smiling, but impressed forced. He also stepped towards the small table in his room, following Arunika who also headed there. Since the departure of her son, Bu Ranti chose to eat in the room only.

Ms. Ranti looked at Arunika who was moving the food she was carrying on the table.

“Aru, have you got a job?”

“Not yet, Mom,” replied the girl was weak. Even though the girl was smiling, it still could not cover up her sadness.

“What is your mom doing?”

“Mother is also eating, Bu.”

Bu Ranti looked in admiration at Arunika. Since Bu Nita got out of the hospital, her daughter took over the big house. Arunika only let her mother cook because she could not cook as well as Bu Nita's cooking.

Not only amazed about Aru's attitude to his mother, Bu Ranti was also amazed by the attitude of the girl who did not mind the incident where Juna saw himself swallow even to hit him. Arunika only lost herself in one day, after which she acted as usual as if nothing had happened.

“Come, Mom, eaten. Don't daydream constantly.” The soft voice of Arunika again spread the daydream of Bu Ranti.

The mother who missed her son smiled. His smile was between happy and sad. Arunika who incidentally is someone else, when the meal time has arrived, then the girl will deliver food for him.

Although it was Arunika's task, but Bu Ranti was very happy to get a little attention like this. While his own son, let alone come here, just ask the news over the phone is not there.

“You also directly eat, yes.”

*

Arunika stared in amazement at the green scenery that was on both sides of her body. It was a beautiful sight he had seen the second time in his life. The first one was during the 6th grade school breakup. Somehow his mother used to pay money darmawisata, even though his father always robs the money of the work of Mother.

“You like, Aru?”

“Yes, Miss Ranti. Beautiful view. The air is also very fresh.” Arunika, who was like a child, took her hand out the window of the car, in order to touch the wild plants growing by the roadside.

Ms. Ranti smiled, and so did Ms. Nita. But Bu Nita's smile immediately vanished, changing with a sad look at his daughter who sat in front, next to the Driver.

For a long time he did not visit the house where he grew up. Too busy thinking about and taking care of the needs of the baby tube program for his son and daughter-in-law, making him forget the hometown.

Ms. Ranti pressed the on/off button on the phone that had been in her grasp. There was no message notification or call from Juna, making the smile that had been carved beautifully gradually receded. Unbeknownst to Aru, the two middle-aged women sitting at the back were grieving for different reasons.

*

Arunika with a passionate spirit to harvest potatoes in the garden owned by the family Bu Ranti. It turned out that even though Bu Ranti seemed to not work, he had income from his family's garden. Aru thought that Bu Ranti was getting money from her son.

A month in this village, make it feel at home because in addition to the green scenery and cool air, Arunika so has a busy life. Unlike in the city, which if he had finished doing all the work in the big house owned by Bu Ranti, he would have been upset all his might because he thought of the work he had not yet obtained.

And in this village, early in the morning he was even in the garden so eager to work. It does not matter if his clothes or body is dirty because of exposure to the ground.

Meanwhile, not far from the place where Aru was collecting potatoes into a sack, Bu Ranti was sitting in an open hut with Bu Nita.

They looked at the workers and also Aru who seemed to work.

“Arunika spirit once.”

“Iya, Ms. Ranti.”

“Bu Nita is lucky to have a child like her. Always there next to Bu Nita.”

Ms. Nita did not answer. She is very grateful to have a child like Aru. But now is not the time to praise his daughter. There was another mother's heart that was saddened to miss her son, who was somehow getting by now.

It had been more than a month that they were here, but even though Bu Nita had never heard Bu Ranti talking over the phone with her son. Even lately, Ms. Ranti never held her smart tool again.

Bu Ranti seemed to remove a speck of water that pooled in the corner of the eye. Because it is remembered by the fate of her household that was left dead by her husband. If her husband were still alive, she would not feel lonely and should not be envious of other parents, whose children were always there for them.

“Eh, the freight car has arrived, yes.” Ms. Ranti woke up because she heard the roar of a lifting car that sounded very noisy.

“I even so cry.” Ms. Ranti immediately shrank the trail of tears that turned out to have fallen on the cheeks somehow since when.

“Come, Ms. Nita, we go there,” she said again as she moved and pointed to the workers who were preparing to lift potatoes to the freight car. It was obvious that he was trying to cover up his grief.

“Bu, why did Mom disable hp Mother?”

The voice and question instantly stopped Bu Ranti and Bu Nita's steps. Bu Ranti's lips also shook when she knew who the owner of the voice was. Likewise with both of his eyeballs which were again coated with clear liquid.